Quotes About Knowing

The knowing consciousness is a form of the social consciousness, and should not therefore be viewed in isolation from psychology and human history.

How did Dostoevsky know, she interrupted me, about that extraordinary vindictiveness, that relish for bitter laughter that comes over women in pain?

Cause nobody's the slightest idea who we are, or who we were, not even we ourselves - except, that is, in the glimmer of a moment of fair business between strangers, or the nod of knowing and agreement between friends.

do with each other?" Claudia smiled a knowing smile.

True openness is the accompaniment of the desire to know, hence of the awareness of ignorance. To deny the possibility of knowing good and bad is to suppress true openness.

Even though the relationship of cigarettes to disease is today perhaps the epiphenomenal fact of modern medicine, demonstrating this connection required a fundamental transformation in medical ways of knowing in the mid-twentieth century.

Someone had even told him once that if his father hadn't been president, Logan might have been a good candidate for the Blackthorne Institute (whatever that was - it didn't even have a website), so it felt weird not knowing where he was or where he was going.

No es todo lo que quería decirle. Ni siquiera he comenzado. Lo cual, desde luego, no importa. Con usted no es necesario decir las cosas porque ya las sabe desde antes, desde siempre. Muchos besos y toda la nostalgia de quien la extraña mucho.

Growing up, I'll always remember knowing from movies and TV that there was a possibility that you wouldn't fall in love. I always thought, 'Oh my God, I hope I'm not that person.'

Children love consistency... they love knowing what's going to happen.

I've been almost everywhere. And then in some of the craziest places where you wouldn't imagine anybody knowing you. There's people at the airport. There's people everywhere.

I've never had a celebrity crush! I don't believe in those, really. I feel like you have to get to know the person before you start to feel anything like that. People always think they know celebrities, but how can you when you've never met them?

I'm not a big fan of kids' movies that have this knowing snarkiness to them or this post-modern take on storytelling. I think that sails right over the heads of most kids. There's something to be said for a well-told fairy tale. There's a reason that these mythic stories stay with us.

Peirce relentlessly criticizes the subjectivism that lies at the heart of so much modern epistemology, and he develops an intersubjective (social) understanding of inquiry, knowing, communication, and logic.

He knew it was possible for shame to be nursed and doctored like an illness, if you wanted to keep it separate from the rest of your life, but that didn't mean there'd be any way to keep from knowing it was there.

I supposed if you were going to make a career of breaking laws, you might as well know them.

How do you not know where the heart is? Especially considering how many of them you've broken?

Perfection is an admirable thing to strive for. But so is knowing when to stop.

If you're Strigoi," the boy interrupted loudly, "then why don't you have horns? My friend Jeffrey said Strigoi have horns." Dimitri's eyes fell not on the boy but on me for a moment. Again, that spark of knowing shot between us. Then, face smooth and serious, Dimitri turned to the boy and answered, "Strigoi don't have horns. And even if they did, it wouldn't matter because I'm not a Strigoi.

I wonder,' he said to himself presently, 'I wonder if this sort of car STARTS easily?' Next moment, hardly knowing how it

People in their houses at night. These ordinary lives. Passing without their knowing it. I'd hoped to recapture something. The officer stared at him. The precious ordinary. I

She felt for a moment the child's guilt and panic that she was to blame for something-for finally getting to know him. She that it wasn't the getting to know him part that would convict her in the end. It was the finally.

I was glad I didn't have to return his gaze. Did he know I knew? And if he knew, then what would I see if I did look in his eyes? Blame? Indignation? Or, God forbid, what I feared most: guileless devotion?

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